Sore muscles, and that's just the way I like it

So I'm really sore today. I was really sore yesterday. Things have been kinda shitty all week long. First, I had to do circuit training the first day of weight training... which basically means lifting as many weights as you can for about an hour. Yeah, it's pretty gruelling. Then, of course, I am sore, because I haven't been in the weight room for about a year. I woke up yesterday not really being able to move, which was no fun, I was ignored, and I had hambo later that evening which meant more ignoring and more soreness. So I went home, and began watching CSI, which was the highlight of my day, and I get a call, out of the blue. I was watching CSI, so I couldn't take it, but I'm still not quite sure how I feel about that yet. I haven't really decided. I mean, I want things to go back to normal, but I don't think my definition of normal is the "real" definition. Plus, I still make this person uncomfortable, which is a MAJOR blow to my self-esteem, so normal friend things are out of the question, which makes me so sick I want to puke. And actually, I wouldn't mind puking, but that's just the way I like it.